I disappeared like a rabbit into a party-hole, and my journey lasted a week! This is all you need to know about it:
Jealous? We set out to buy the most facially deformed piñata that currently existed in America. Mission accomplished, I think! It did not take us long to murder it and to gorge on its innardly candy, which was Rolos.
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Is it a John Travolta "Saturday Night Fever" pinata? It's got the pose down. It should have been full of little candy disco balls and quaaludes!
Mick Hucknall, surely: the resemblance is uncanny.
They did a great job giving the pinata 70's hair.
My first thought was "Michael Jackson." Some sort of composite Michael Jackson.
Am I the only one that didn't understand that it was supposed to be a little disco man until someone told me? I thought it was just, you know, an elegant outfit.
Harry, it is almost a perfect likeness; sadly, the pinata bears no trace of the Ginger. And Sean, you are righter than you know--its face was caved in such a way that the nose was entirely missing.
It's not your lack of understanding, fair Tricia, it's your youth. How can you be expected to recognize a disco man when you were not yet born in those embarassing times?
She is axually 38.
No spiders inside? I'd demand a refund. After I ate the Rolos which I love. You, my little corn puff, are entirely beautiful as well as brilliant. It seems unfair to the rust of us. Love,
Rebecca the Aged & Rusted
Rebecca, you are not rusted and also that picture of me is airbrushed! In reality I have a small cat's paw emerging from the center of my face in lieu of a nose.
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